if you desire then i'll be your fire and you'll be my gasoline
The sound of thwacking, the sound of wood against stone. It was a sound she was familiar with, a sound she'd made often against the wall's of Angchor's barracks as a cub. Somebody was training, sparring perhaps, or simply practicing strikes and maneuvers. This interested the swordsman, the woman who's art was the blade and who's game was battle. She followed the barren streets and the sounds of cracking timber.
She turned a corner just in time to watch a man collide with the ground, his makeshift weapon split in his grip. A smirk lit her lips at the sight, there was nothing funnier than people falling. Especially men. When he turned her way she noticed his features, his sharp jawline, his eyes beneath the hood. She liked the way his jaw dropped when he saw her, the way those eyes followed her untamable mane.
He got up in a rush of embarrassment, Aisha's catlike smirk remained as she watched him pull back his hood. Caido had no shortage of attractive persons, the man before her was no exception. The freckles and spots that dotted his face were so endearing, especially when backed by the flush of red. Though the fact that he was handsome would not save him from the sarcasm she prepared to impart.
"I could lie and say I didn't, but I'd much rather let you blush," she replied, lifting her chin a little and holding a strong stance. While his weapon was naught ,her sword was strapped to her side; a light steely beast with a golden leopard ornament for a hilt.
She turned a corner just in time to watch a man collide with the ground, his makeshift weapon split in his grip. A smirk lit her lips at the sight, there was nothing funnier than people falling. Especially men. When he turned her way she noticed his features, his sharp jawline, his eyes beneath the hood. She liked the way his jaw dropped when he saw her, the way those eyes followed her untamable mane.
He got up in a rush of embarrassment, Aisha's catlike smirk remained as she watched him pull back his hood. Caido had no shortage of attractive persons, the man before her was no exception. The freckles and spots that dotted his face were so endearing, especially when backed by the flush of red. Though the fact that he was handsome would not save him from the sarcasm she prepared to impart.
"I could lie and say I didn't, but I'd much rather let you blush," she replied, lifting her chin a little and holding a strong stance. While his weapon was naught ,her sword was strapped to her side; a light steely beast with a golden leopard ornament for a hilt.
AISHA
